Rich Man Mocks Cleaning Lady until He Looks at Her and Realizes She Is His Carbon Copy — Story of the Day

A snobbish rich man decides to take out his anger on the cleaning lady after getting into a fight with his girlfriend, only to discover that the woman was his long-lost sister.

Rachel awoke with a gasp, instinctively realizing that something was wrong. It took her only a few seconds to recognize the smell of something burning; however, after careful examination of all the rooms in her apartment, she realized the smell was not coming from her house but the next.

The apartment belonged to Ella Shirley, an alcoholic who had just welcomed twins. Rachel had heard the woman fighting a storm with her fiancé, who refused to be with a woman who drank so much.

That was when it occurred to Rachel; the fight had been days ago, and the man had not returned, which meant Ella was home alone. “Oh no,” Rachel said as she quickly got out of bed and raced to the next apartment.

She noticed that other occupants of the complex were not yet aware of the smell, so she raised a stir as soon as she stepped outside her apartment.

“Guys! Wake up! There’s a fire!!!” she screamed at the top of her voice.

One by one, doors slammed open, and sleepy yet alert tenants stumbled out to help. However, by the time they got the solid door open, the fire that had begun in the kitchen had spread to the living room where Ella and her babies were.

The woman was found dead from an alcohol overdose, and the flames had already spread around her and the twins she had welcomed. The rescuers had to act quickly as one of the twins, the girl, had already been scarred by the hot debris. Rachel could never forget the sight.

Later that day, Ella’s fiancé and his grandmother came around for the kids; however, after seeing the scarred little girl, the old lady asked that she be sent to an orphanage. “What?” Rachel asked, shocked by the heartless gesture.

“My son can only afford to take one in and we’ve decided on which,” the woman said matter-of-factly while her son Andrew Jenkins stood quietly beside her looking shy.

His mother, Lana Jenkins, was obviously used to ordering him around. Andrew tried to say both kids could come along, but Lana somehow convinced him to leave the girl to be taken to an orphanage she promised was great and homey. Rachel shook her head sadly as the business was concluded, and it was the last she heard from the family.

Twenty-five years later, a father and his...